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"Bob, lad, coom in!" called the other. Then he turned and looked down at the man beside him, contempt flaunting in every feature. "Well?" he said shortly. M'Adam's hands were opening and shutting; his face was quite white beneath the tan; but he spoke calmly. "I'll tell ye the whole story, and it's the truth," he said slowly.
Dixon drew Felicia toward him, and into the kitchen, as he retreated thither. Then she shut and bolted the door. "This is t' yoong lady!" she said in a breathless whisper to her husband. "Muster-Melrose's däater! She's coom fra Duddon. An' she's fer seein' her feyther." Old Dixon had grown very pale. But otherwise he showed no surprise. He looked frowning at Felicia.
"Be ye sure o' that, Ralph? be ye sure o' it?" "Oh! they ain't no mistake about it; they couldn't be." "Well, the guid Lord save ye, lad!" and Billy looked the boy over carefully from head to foot, apparently to see if he had undergone any change during his absence. Then he continued: "Coom, sit ye, then; sit ye, an' tell us aboot it a'; how happenit it, eh?"
"Yo'd better coom into t' parlor, Miss Cartaret. It'll be more coomfortable for you." She rose and followed him. She had been long enough in Garth to know that if you are asked to go into the parlor you must go. Otherwise you risk offending the kind gods of the hearth and threshold. The parlor was a long low room that continued the line of the house to its southern end.
'I intend ye t' coom t' Hootsey. I'm na lad: I reckon I can choose my own wife. Mother'll hev ye at t' farm, right enough: ye need na distress yeself on that point 'Nay, Mr. Garstin, but indeed she will not, never... I know she will not... She always set herself against me, right from the first. 'Ay, but that was different. T' case is all changed noo, he objected doggedly.
But, eh, lasses, when aw coom to do it, aw hadn't th' heart to as for nought; aw hadn't for sure. . . . Martha an' me's walked aboon ten mile iv we'n walked a yard; an' we geet weet through th' first thing; an' aw wur ill when we set off, an' so wur Martha, too; aw know hoo wur, though hoo says nought. Well; we coom back through t' teawn; an' we were both on us fair stagged up.
"Where is Cousin Elizabeth?" said Laura rather sharply, as she looked round her. Polly explained that her mother was probably shut up in her bedroom reading her Bible. That was her custom on a Sunday afternoon. "Why, I haven't spoken to her at all!" cried Laura. Her cheek had flushed. Polly showed embarrassment. "Next time yo coom, mother'll tak' mair noatice.
They were raised earnestly as if discussing something about which they disagreed. Presently Katie appeared on the veranda. "Plees, Missis Graham, can you joost coom to kitchen, joost one little meenit." "Certainly, Katie," I replied, rising, while Dicky mumbled a half-laughing, half-serious protest. "I'll be back in a minute, Dicky," I promised, lightly.
Paying a medical visit, I enter a house where the patient is a sick child: the old crone who is sitting in the doorway with a boy's head between her knees, performing the office of which monkeys are so fond, calls out, "Lindy! de buckrah coom." "What's the matter with the child?" I inquire.
"Father, father, mother says " and the rest was lost. "Myn Hemel! Myn Hemel! I thought it not so soon," and the fat Dutchman followed the child. A moment later he reappeared, his jolly face clouded with a look of grave concern. "Hi yo big Injun, yo cahn paddle canoe?" Quonab nodded. "Den coom. Annette, pring Tomas und Hendrik."
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